Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Full of Internets

The cable guy came by and got us hooked up with no troubles, immediatly after which we began work on running illegal splitters and routers for the rest of the house. I don't even think we said "bye" to the dude, our arms so filled with coax cable that we didn't notice him leave. It turns out that in the 5 or so days I was without internets, I became inexcuseably behind on my RSS feeds. 90 unread comics, 10 unread blogs, and too much unread stuff not on RSS feeds to bother with. It's like surfing the internet became a job that I really suck at.

So what else is fun? Ooh, sneaking into your old house aat night to raid the deep freeze of all it's delicious stock. That's fun. Food is hella expensive. I've spent about $130 or so dollars just this week. Honestly, I have no way to guage just how long any of it's gonna last. Will I need to go get more groceries tomorrow? What the hell am I missing?

Moving out has been a pretty rad experience though. Things are finally starting to shape up; I've got my room all painted/decorated, there's space to cook in the kitchen, and while we may not have chairs to accompany it, we do have a kitchen table for eating on. There's only one thing that's really irked me about the whole situation so far: Fat Mike is a food waster. He wastes food. I made a fancy dinner of orange curry chicken, baby potatoes, and spinach salad w/ vanilla dressing, and he wanted to throw out damn near half his plate. While otherwise might roll my eyes at this, I had just spent about $90 to get all the ingredients together for this meal.

Make no mistake: I am quickly becoming my father's son.

8 Comments:

At 10:00 PM, Blogger The Man In Japan said...

Just a word of advice: Don't make other people's meals.

You'll feel like ass afterwards when they're all like "Fuck man, do you even KNOW what the word cook means?!"

 
At 1:18 AM, Blogger K-MAC said...

Food wasters should be sent to the lowest circle of hell for all eternity. Or, you could just eat their food, and then you have 2 meals. 2 is always better than 1

 
At 9:07 AM, Blogger Cara-bellum said...

That's the real reason we bring Kyle out with us. So he'll eat our leftovers. Like those dry ribs at BP's, man those were subtandard.

 
At 11:59 AM, Blogger Mike said...

I would like to state that by half the meal being wasted Tay means 2 halfs of a baby potatoe, which I might add that after he threw a hissy fit Ryan and I ate. I would also like to say, shut up Mike, Tay's a good cook and I may not eat if he stops cooking for me. You wouldnt want me to starve would you? (insert cute eyes from animal of your choice here)

 
At 9:30 PM, Blogger The Man In Japan said...

Eh, I just hate it when people make me meals and expect me to eat it, even if I don't like it. I don't put stuff in my mouth I don't like. So you got some fermented bean paste you want me to eat? Fuck you. Whats that? Now you're all complaining cause I don't eay your shit? Fuck you, I didn't ask you to make it.

Thats all.

 
At 10:14 PM, Blogger Man of the Century said...

I'd just like to interject for a second to say that that shit was fuckin' delicious.

 
At 7:11 AM, Blogger Tay said...

You're damn right it was. The only people who need to worry about not forcing their food on others are those who suck with food. I am not one of these people.

 
At 9:22 PM, Blogger The Man In Japan said...

Taste is subjective.

 

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